Chapter 2218 - 2215: Between Life and Death

Chapter 2218: Chapter 2215: Between Life and Death

Li Wenfeng saw the Ghost acting "mysteriously," stomped his foot, and pushed the shield to collide again, the fierce wind swept up the debris and dust on the ground, one person charging, yet with the momentum of thousands of galloping horses.

The Ghost’s expression remained unchanged, he raised his hands, embraced them in a circle in front of him, and slightly stepped forward with his left foot, positioning his feet one before the other, evenly splitting the circular embrace into two halves, like the circle of Tai Chi, carrying Yin embracing Yang.

Just as he set this posture, Li Wenfeng’s shield immediately collided, and the Ghost’s left foot guided backward, drawing a semicircle, his hands stayed circular, his arms spinning along the shield, as if operating Tai Chi.

Li Wenfeng felt his immense collision force entering an endless whirlpool, his entire body was being carried to spin along, then flung away. His heart startled, he couldn’t help but shout out, abruptly increasing force, wanting to shatter the whirlpool through brute collision.

The Ghost, as soon as he touched this immense force, knew that Li Wenfeng was striking with anger, without reservation, the power could fling a small car.

His arm slightly bent, the large circle became an oval, as if being squashed by Li Wenfeng, yet his arm and leg movements remained undisturbed, with the great force spinning violently, he was flung away as if being hit.

Meanwhile, Li Wenfeng sensed his direction instantly uncontrollable, spun, and was flung to the other side.

Their exchange was extremely fast, in the audience’s eyes, Li Wenfeng struck fiercely, then Ghost was flung like a rubber ball, and Li Wenfeng was also bounced to the other side, such a result was unexpected to the spectators.

"Tai Chi rotates, Yin Yang cycles, eternal and unceasing." From the viewing area, Wang Wanxi’s eyes lit up, softly murmured a phrase.

She saw the shadow of the Lifeless Tai Chi Secret Scripture, yet wasn’t surprised, because Mr. Wang’s cultivation technique was realized based on the Lifeless Tai Chi Secret Scripture.

Yun Tian integrated the essence of Tai Chi Yin Yang into the combat style, it must be said, the comprehension is extremely high, seeing her son achieving such accomplishments made her very happy, regardless of the battle result, this was already the greatest harvest.

"Turned into a rubber ball?" Li Wenfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, gave a cold smile: "No matter how elastic a ball is, it’s still rubber, watch how I blast you apart!"

Li Wenfeng also felt the mystic beauty of the Ghost’s combat style, yet he still believed, power is the ultimate essence, no matter how good the technique is, power is needed for its display, without power, eventually it will be crushed, at best only prolonging the inevitable.

Simultaneously, he felt a bit regretful, if in his hand wasn’t the Sacred Shield, but the Glory Spear, he was confident, a single thrust could pierce through the Ghost "rubber ball."

However, this thought merely flashed through briefly, he used the shield too, to smash the Ghost apart. This is the limitation of the arena, in free battle, the Ghost can flee if defeated, but in the arena, where can he escape to? Unless surrendering.

Yet, neither side would voluntarily surrender, unless one falls.

Li Wenfeng moved again, initiated another charge, the shield collided once more.

Bang bang bang...

The arena was filled with continuous collision sounds, the pair constantly engaged, the Ghost was tossed around like a rubber ball by Li Wenfeng, his clothes long torn apart, arms left with dozens of wounds by the beast head, terrifying to the sight.

The spectators originally held some expectations for the Ghost, now with the ongoing exchange, the expectations slowly diminish.

Even the most ordinary Ancient Martial Artist can feel, each time the Ghost was struck, his energy diminished slightly, after dozens of exchanges, he seemed like an oil lamp in the wind, about to be extinguished at any moment.

Li Wenfeng exhaled slightly, didn’t expect the Ghost’s resilience to be so strong, yet, he knew, the result was about to be revealed.

"The game should end." Li Wenfeng stared at the Ghost, expressionless, suddenly bent his knees, then jumped high.

The golden light of the Sacred Shield made him appear like a rising sun, dazzling in brilliance, he dove downwards, aiming to smash the "rubber ball" completely onto the ground, crushed into dust.

"Don’t take it head-on..." Many Ancient Martial Artists voiced the same sentiment.

The Ghost seemed unaware, standing in place, showing no intention of dodging. He raised his arms, shaping a circle above his head, as if accommodating the entire sky.

He exerted force, both arms collided with the shield, boom, as if thunder and fire exploded, their clash, incited turbulent chaos, the sound waves were deafening.

The Ghost’s posture was fully braced to withstand, as if using all his remaining energy, to unleash the magnificence of life. He was pressed so low, bones across his body crackled, the slabs beneath his feet shattered instantly, his feet driven into the ground!

Li Wenfeng was also bounced by the rebound force, landed and staggered back several steps to stabilize, his complexion paled a few shades.

The Ghost suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, his arms drooping weakly, eyes staring ahead, yet lifeless, devoid of any breath!

Crash, all seated stood up, the arena was in chaos instantly, this was the first contestant death since the beginning of the duel, the shock was too immense, only a few maintained composure.

"Big brother..." Yun Xiaotian emitted a mournful wail, tears welled up in her clear eyes, followed by two streaks of tears, Lin Tian had to hold her back, preventing her from running onto the arena.

"Lin Tian, the Ghost he..." Xiao Manxuan also dared not believe, this scene came too suddenly.

Miss and Ling Shuiyao furrowed their brows, seemingly found something amiss, yet couldn’t pinpoint the issue. Both women turned to Lin Tian, only to find that Lin Tian had closed his eyes, showing no trace of sorrow.

"Lin Tian, you..." Ling Shuiyao found it very odd, what meaning was Lin Tian conveying.

Yun Xiaotian also noticed Lin Tian’s peculiarity, momentarily halted her crying, only her fair face still bore tear marks, resembling a weeping pear blossom, evoking sympathy.

Gradually, more people sensed the strangeness, because the elder hadn’t announced the result, though contestant deaths were unwelcome by anyone, the result had to be declared, it’s procedural.

Arenas can’t execute controlled force, daring to participate already considers the worst outcome, death!

"I won, why not announce the result!" Li Wenfeng looked at the elder, questioning, he cared not for the Ghost’s life or death, even hoped to eliminate the Ghost in the arena, because it’s a heavy blow to the Yun Family.

The elder gave Li Wenfeng a mild glance, calmly said: "Are you certain?"

"His breath is gone, already..." Li Wenfeng just wanted to counter, yet before the word "dead" left his lips, a trace of breath suddenly fluctuated.

Though exceedingly faint, all Ancient Martial Artists felt it clearly, as if it was projected onto their hearts.

Lin Tian slowly opened his eyes, looked at the motionless Ghost, his face showing a smile.

"You can still smile." Ling Shuiyao pouted.

Lin Tian mildly smiled, said: "Between life and death, there is great terror, to lie down and rise is life, to not rise is death, thus, is the great terror."